"Brother Qing, we ......"

"Go down!" Li Qing said in a low voice.

Don't look at Li Qing's burly figure, he looks like five big and three thick, and Deng Jiubiao makes decisions on weekdays, but when it comes to deciding something, Deng Jiubiao can't decide, but Li Qing can help him make a decision.

"Jiu Biao, this trial is very dangerous, you still ......"

"What are you talking about, Brother Qing, am I, Deng Jiubiao, the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"Brothers, if you want to live together, if you want to die together, what's the big deal!"

Seeing Deng Jiubiao's expression firm, without a trace of jokes, Li Qing didn't say anything, patted Deng Jiubiao's shoulder, and everything was silent.

Looking at Li Qing and Deng Jiubiao, Luo Song sighed in his heart, it is rare to see such pure brotherhood, at least when he was on Earth, he only saw it in TV series, as for real life......

"The two of you don't have to be like this, as long as we hug together, even if we can't grab a place in the end, it's enough to protect ourselves. The thin old man hurriedly said.

"What do you mean?" Li Qing looked at the old man and wondered.

He was a rough man, and his head didn't turn very quickly, and it was normal for him not to understand the words of the lean old man at once.

Deng Jiubiao is different, although he has a bold temperament, his head is very bright, and he is much more sleek than Li Qing, so he naturally understands the intention of the lean old man, and after telling Li Qing in a low voice, the other party suddenly realized.

"Brother Luo, I don't know what you're going to do next?" Deng Jiubiao looked at Luo Song, who had not spoken.

"Since I came here to seek the path of immortals, I will naturally participate in the trial, but the little brother's ability is low, if the situation is not right, when the time comes, it is better to save a life than anything else. Luo Song said modestly.

"Hey, I'm a little self-aware!" the crowd laughed contemptuously.

"What do you mean?"

Li Qing stood up all of a sudden, glaring at the young man in blue who had no one in his eyes.

"What's the matter, your grandfather and I are a monk of the third layer of Qi Gathering, could it be that a delusional mortal still needs you to take care of it?"

Li Qing was originally short-tempered, seeing that the young man in blue was so arrogant, he was about to go up and teach the other party a good lesson, but he was stopped by Luo Song.

"Forget Brother Li, what he said is also the truth, I came to Wuyang Mountain to try my luck, everything is fate, and I don't have to feel sorry for my younger brother. Luo Song said slowly.

Li Qing opened his mouth, and was just about to say something, when his other hand was grabbed by Deng Jiubiao, and he shook his head lightly at him, signaling him not to act rashly, after all, Luo Song did not cultivate, and the two of them were only second-layer cultivators, if they really fight, I am afraid they will not be able to get a little cheap.

Looking at Luo Song and Deng Jiubiao who were pulling him, Li Qing glared at the young man in blue, and after snorting coldly, he sat down again, with his head on one side, without looking at the young man in blue.

The young man in blue smiled disdainfully, and didn't continue to provoke anything, after all, tomorrow is the period of trials, if there is any moth before this, and it is seen by the elders of the Dark Dragon Sect, the impact will definitely be very bad.

At sunset, when night falls, the top of Wuyang Mountain is full of firelight, and no one is relaxed at all.

Luo Song sat cross-legged in the corner, and when the blood light shone on his body, he began to absorb the power of the moon breath to cultivate, although the progress of cultivation was slow, but he still understood the truth of accumulating a lot.

As a modern person, he deeply understands a truth, no matter what is not achieved overnight, otherwise success is too easy, and failure will be an inevitable result.

Moreover, he cultivates the physical body, that is, the physical cultivation among the monks, and the cultivation of physical cultivation is already more difficult than spiritual cultivation, and if he does not work harder, how can he surpass others.

As for the others, either like Luo Song to seize the time to cultivate, or a group of people gathered around to discuss countermeasures, no one is easy to idle, after all, once the trial begins, they will all become opponents or even enemies of each other, and they have to plan well.

At the same time, halfway up Wuyang Mountain, five figures sat cross-legged together, as if they were discussing something with each other.

"Senior Brother Yi, I don't know what you think of those little guys above?" a handsome middle-aged man looked at an old man across from him.

The old man was the only one of the five who did not sit cross-legged, and he was lying on the ground, beside him a wood-blue wine gourd, exuding a strong smell of wine, like a drunkard in the market.

"This matter has nothing to do with me Yi, I'm just a supervisor, and I'm not like you guys, recruiting outer disciples for the sect. The drunkard old man waved his hand, his voice was lazy and drunk, and he looked completely uninterested.

The others looked at each other, they naturally knew the temperament of the drunkard old man, so they didn't ask him anything, but the four of them continued to discuss.

"There are a few good seedlings among those people, and with a little cultivation, the concubine thinks that they may not be able to become true disciples. A woman in palace clothes spoke.

"Yes, through the observation of the past few days, the old body has also found a few good little guys, it seems that this time we did not run in vain. ”

It was an old woman who spoke, but she was wearing a green leather mask, which made it difficult to see her face, but judging from her old and hoarse voice, it should be a very old woman.

In front of the old woman's crossed legs, there is a Lingjiao crutch horizontally, if you pay close attention, you will find that the Lingjiao crutch is covered with a layer of dark red spiritual light, but because it is too dim, it is difficult for ordinary people to notice these.

"What do you think of Senior Brother Zhang?"

The handsome middle-aged man looked at the last person, there were two long sharp black horns on his head, and his face was very ordinary, if it weren't for the horns on the top of his head, he walked on the market, and he was completely a passerby.

"I'm almost like a brother and sister to Xiuwei, but the final result still depends on the trial selection. ”

"Once the trial selection starts, even we can't easily interfere, otherwise it is very likely to ......" The sharp-cornered man glanced at the drunkard old man, and then he didn't continue, and the other three naturally understood what he meant.

"Okay, since all the brothers and sisters have no opinions, I will be in charge of tomorrow's trial, and I hope you will help. ”

"It should. ”

Early the next morning, when the sun rose, under the gaze of everyone, five spiritual lights flew from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and the five powerful momentum dispersed, making everyone's hearts tremble, and they all met the five of them.

"See the five seniors!"

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, my name is Chixiao, I am the person in charge of this trial, and now I am going to the first level of the trial. ”

"Everyone lined up in five lines and touched the fairy edge stone in turn. ”

As he spoke, a handsome man named Chixiao waved his sleeves, and five dark cyan jade stones the size of a head appeared, levitating beside the five people.

Subsequently, some people who reacted quickly immediately queued up first and stood at the forefront of the pair, because everyone wanted to monitor as soon as possible and show their faces in front of the five elders of Hualongmen.

Sure enough, after some people took the lead, the old woman in the green skin mask and the man with two black horns nodded lightly, which made the hearts of those who reacted quickly ecstatic, and naturally the others were more or less disappointed.

The five elders of the Dragon Gate Qi Void Realm are here, and no one dares to cause trouble recklessly, even when they are queuing, many people have some friction and contradictions, they all tolerate each other, and who dares to come nonsense at this moment.

The five teams began to monitor, and Luo Song and Li Qing were at the back of the second team.

Luo Song noticed that every time those people touched the Immortal Stone, there would be a flash of spiritual light on it, and at the end, some strange runes were displayed, and under the nervous gaze of those people, the elder in charge of the team announced the result.

"No spirit root, elimination, next!" Chi Xiao glanced at the reaction of the fairy edge stone, and said expressionlessly.

Hearing this, the young man who touched the fairy edge stone turned pale, and finally left the team in frustration and walked down the mountain.

The same thing happened in the other ranks, and a scene of sighing and sighing gradually formed.

"Immortal Stone, ask Immortal Fate, those who have no Immortal Fate have no Immortal Fate, it is really decisive and cruel. Someone shook their heads and sighed.

"What is the immortal fate, the opportunity to cultivate, but if there is no spiritual root, there is no first immortal fate, what kind of cultivation can we talk about?"

Everyone's hearts sank, nearly a hundred people had been monitored, and there were only seven people with spiritual roots, which made their hearts that had originally longed for cultivation fall to the bottom of the abyss all of a sudden.

Cultivation depends on immortal fate, as the old woman said, if there is no spiritual root, what kind of cultivation is not cultivated, immortal fate is not immortal, it is better to go down the mountain early, break the illusion of cultivation, and it is true to be an ordinary mortal from now on.

"No, I must have a spiritual root, I had it before, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to reach the second level of Qi Gathering, senior, this must be a mistake, please give me another chance!" shouted a middle-aged man in his fifties.

He couldn't believe that he didn't have a spiritual root, and he couldn't bear the fact that he didn't have a spiritual root, after all, in order to cultivate, in order to be able to step into the cultivation world, he had given cultivation all his life, but now he was told that he didn't have a spiritual root, how could he accept it.

Chixiao's eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "What spirit fruit should you have eaten, so that you have a pseudo-spiritual root, but the limit of the pseudo-spiritual root is the second layer of qi gathering, even if the organic fate reaches the third layer, the pseudo-spiritual root will disappear, how to continue to cultivate?"

"This seat remembers your first offense, now go down the mountain, otherwise don't blame this seat for correcting the law on the spot!"

This person was completely immersed in the collapse, completely ignoring Chixiao's warning, and still made a fuss in front of the Immortal Stone.

"Hmph, stubborn!"

Chixiao flicked his fingers, and a finger flew out, instantly piercing the center of this person's eyebrows. The noisy top of the hill fell silent all at once.

Then, the person was covered in flames, and in an instant he was engulfed in flames and burned into a pile of ashes.

Everyone saw all this, and Luo Song, who was in the team, was naturally no exception.